Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 452

Chapter 452

She suddenly wondered if Weston had taken care of Guinevere in the same way. Was this how he took care of his son at home?

She noticed that Weston seemed to have become more caring than before since their reunion. She wondered who brought about this change.

Stella finished her food quickly.

Weston took the bowl away. While he was leaving, Stella lifted the covers and got up. When she stepped on the floor, she was so sore that she fell to the floor on her knees.

Fortunately, the bedroom was covered with a thick carpet, so it did not hurt.

Stella took a moment to stand up and found that there was little strength in her hands. She propped her hands on the floor but fell again. This time, she did not fall to the ground. Instead, she fell into a familiar embrace. "Idiot." Weston's voice came from above her head. Weston strode in and grabbed her off the floor into his arms. "How did you fall from the bed?" He picked her up and put her back on the bed. Stella was still weak and could only lean on his arm. "I didn't expect to be this sore..." Weston picked up her foot and put it on his knee. "If you're feeling so uncomfortable, are you still going to the set this afternoon?' "Of course I'm going!" Stella insisted. "This is non-negotiable." The man's hand paused for a moment. Then, he suddenly increased the force.

Stella immediately hissed and drew a cold breath. "Ouch..."

She frowned and grimaced.

"Non-negotiable?" Weston raised his eyes and looked at her. "Since when do you talk to me with that kind of attitude?"

Stella pursed her lips. "You're so mean." She repeated, "So mean...'

The man froze with a gloomy expression. "Am I that mean?",

It was his first time hearing someone calling him mean. It stunned him.

"Yeah. Weren't you? I felt like you were going to scold me the next second..."

"When have I ever scolded you?"

Weston suddenly felt a little helpless. His actions were much lighter.

Stella refused to look at him and turned away. "Haven't you scolded me already? You called me an idiot when you came in...'

Weston did not know what to say for a moment and was speechless. He looked at the back of Stella's head and put her foot down. Then, he hugged her from behind.

"Then, tell me: Weren't you acting like an idiot?"

Stella did not say anything. Even so, anyone could tell that she was angry.

If it was before, she would never dare to act like this in front of Weston. However, she suddenly realized that Weston seemed to like it when she showed her temper in front of him without any fear. The more genuine she was, the more he liked it. He rested his chin on her shoulder and kissed her behind the ear. "Are you very angry?" "I wouldn't dare," Stella said grimly.